October 28, 2010 by Marj Hatzell
Three weeks now my soon-to-be-neighbor’s workmen have left a toilet on the front lawn.
It’s getting a little old. What is this, the Beverly Hillbillies? Folks, we’re in Suburban Philly.
I’m thinking of putting a snarky sign on it to give them the hint to toss it. Or perhaps plant flowers in it. Or, do what my sister says and make a scarecrow and sit him on the toilet reading a newspaper.
What to do, what to do…
PS – just so y’all know, the regular trash pick up takes toilets and they’ve put TONS of stuff out, since they are totally renovating the house. I’m dying to find out if they move it before they move in…